I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Lin Jin knew that even Song Shiqiu would not be too concerned about the lives of these two people, because the other party had seen a lot and understood the survival rules and cruelty of this era. What Song Shiqiu had to consider was the overall situation and the macro situation, and these details were not on his mind.

"Are you thinking, sir, that it's a good thing that I wasn't the one who died, or that these two girls died a worthy death because they were able to protect their master from disaster?" Although Song Shiqiu didn't say anything, Lin Jin knew what Song Shiqiu was feeling for some reason.

It’s really strange why human life is sometimes valuable and sometimes cheap.

Just like when Xunmian and a few others talked about the death of those two girls, there was no regret in their eyes. Instead, they seemed to be lamenting Song Shiqiu's kindness and willingness to take care of the funeral of those two girls.

Lin Jin knew that what she was saying was a bit unreasonable. After all, Song Shiqiu was in a different position. In this era, human life could be measured by money. It was normal not to care about the lives of the two girls. She wanted to persuade herself like this, but she couldn't.

If she really managed to persuade herself one day in the future, she would really be assimilated by this era and become numb to everything.

Song Shiqiu was silent for a moment. Lin Jin was right. He was indeed feeling lucky. "Ah Jin, there's nothing we can do about it. This is how the world works. Besides, if you were in Xia Xia's shoes, you would think the same way."

"But my feelings tell me that being thankful and feeling sorry are not conflicting feelings, sir." Lin Jin tried to force a smile at Song Shiqiu. She shouldn't be the one to be comforted. "They are maids in the mansion, but they are also citizens of Daxia, aren't they?"

Lin Jin thought Song Shiqiu would agree with this, but Song Shiqiu just shook his head: "No."

"No?" Lin Jin thought she had heard it wrong.

"It's a servant, but that's just a nice way of saying it. The real name is a slave. The maids and servants in the mansion, even the servants, rarely signed a long-term labor contract. Apart from those people, they all signed a contract to sell themselves, which means that they abandoned their identity as citizens of Daxia and voluntarily became slaves. Slaves can be bought, sold, given away, or even beaten to death at will."

Lin Jin was stunned, but Song Shiqiu still felt it was not enough: "Do you know why when you were in the Lin Mansion, only your elder sister dared to bully you?"

She shook her head. "Why?"

"Because their biological mother is a concubine raised by the Lin family's servants, her status is even lower than your mother's. It is only natural for Lin Er to beat you. If they dare to beat you, it would be rebellion." Song Shiqiu's words made Lin Jin realize how worthless the slaves of this era were.

Lin Jin gritted her teeth and asked him unwillingly, "But nowadays, isn't the employment relationship the mainstream?"

Song Shiqiu nodded: "That's true, but this is the capital, which family doesn't have some secrets that can't be known to outsiders? Would you rather buy a slave or a worker to keep by your side?"

Lin Jin seemed to have finally seen the darkness of this era. It was pitch dark, and the era seemed to be mocking her in the darkness: "Then... what about Xunmian and the others? If we want them to escape from slavery, what should we do?"

"They are but they are not at the same time. Do you want to free them from slavery?" Song Shiqiu looked at Lin Jin in surprise, but the slavery status of Xunmian and the other four was not quite the same.

Bai He cannot leave the Bai He Army for the rest of his life, but this does not prevent him from getting married and having children. Although other people in Bai He's family are not forced to join the Bai He Army, until Bai He dies, these people have to live under surveillance, so it is not wrong to say that they are slaves.

"Is it difficult? Do you want money or land and houses?" Lin Jin pondered the difference between ordinary people and slaves. Those without land are called drifters, and those without houses are called vagrants. In this era, most of the fields are in the hands of the powerful, and fields are the foundation of farmers. It is not easy to buy land.

Although she had some money now, it was still difficult for her to buy a house or land. Land was too precious in this era. Even though Daxia had a large area of ​​land, there were still many unusable wastelands and saline-alkali lands...

But what if saline-alkali land could be improved?

Lin Jin found that she was greedy sometimes. She wanted to do everything. She knew that she did not have the ability to take the lead, but she still wanted to give it a try. She wanted to try everything, just in case she succeeded.

The flapping of a butterfly's wings may or may not bring about a result that affects this era, but what if it does? Perhaps she will be the first butterfly to die after flapping her wings, but should she back down because of this? After all, it is very likely that nothing can be changed in the end.

Lin Jin suddenly laughed. She refused to accept this fate. She had accepted it once, and she would never accept it again. No matter how many times this era mocked her silently, as long as she didn't die, she would not accept it. She was going to do something for this era.

"No matter how difficult it is, I will do it." If she doesn't even have the courage to save these four girls, what else can she do? Death is not scary, meaningless extinction is really scary.

Song Shiqiu finally raised his hand and touched Lin Jin's head: "I don't know whether your temper is good or bad, Jin, being too compassionate is not a good thing. Only when compassion is moderate can you truly save yourself and others."

"It doesn't matter." Lin Jin didn't care about this. Having awe for life is just an attitude.

Even if she wanted to be a butterfly or a martyr, she would not despise her life.

"Sometimes I really don't understand why you are so stubborn. According to my guess, you, Lin Er and Chun Zao all come from the same place, so why are the three of you so different?" Song Shiqiu sighed, "Are those two girls really worth it?"

"It's worth it." Lin Jin smiled. It was because of these people that she could understand her position more and more clearly and reflect on herself. "Because different environments create different people."

Song Shiqiu was somewhat helpless, but he still didn't say much. After all, it was impossible to persuade a stubborn person. Only by letting him bang his head and bleed can he really understand. "I have to be on duty at the examination hall tonight, so I won't have dinner with you today."

Lin Jin hummed, then took out a bottle with Ningshen Powder written on it from the things Tu Huaining brought today and handed it to Song Shiqiu: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a good medicine for night duty or reading late at night."

Song Shiqiu looked at the bottle and knew who made it: "Thank you, Jin."

Lin Jin smiled indifferently. After Song Shiqiu left, Lin Jin started to fiddle with the box of medicine again. After all, she and Song Shixia would go up the mountain to worship Buddha in a few days, so she had to be prepared.

Take two bottles of itching powder, one bottle of detoxifying pill, one bottle of nourishing pill, a few bamboo-tube hidden arrows, and one of the exquisite portable crossbows...

She looked at the pile of things she had sorted out, it seemed like she had accidentally taken too many, they all looked like small items, if she really wanted to take them all out, she would not be able to fit them all in a canvas bag just relying on the sleeve pockets, and it would not be considered light either.

Lin Jin turned to look at Lan Xi and the others, but thinking that some of them might not be physically fit to travel by carriage, she decided not to trouble them. She had originally thought of giving everyone some, so there would be no problem, but now it seemed that she had to take less.

She looked at the pile of things and didn't want to reduce any of them, even though she knew she might not use them at all.

"I finally understand why Huaining prepared so much. I'm really not afraid of not being able to use it. I'm just afraid that it won't be there when I need it." Lin Jin supported his face, sighing, not knowing what to do.